The Pressure

Verse Wit' your simpleton (Lyrics), your light-hearted (Act) Step back, me no have no time for dat I'm blowin' up the spot for all you ras clot idi-ots In a world where you have like a zillion MC's Ninety percent of all you s*ckers have filthy LPs Bitch this, trick that, come on, act like you know I be that up north MC who never chose to play the down-low (His name is Phife Dawg) I label myself as The Boss (True dat) Same height as Little Vicious, yet I'm shorter than Kriss Kross Queens representation, son, you know how we do While Light' and Sha, they represent BK to the fullest I be the sidekick to The Abstract, so get ready for combat Yo, what about about them biters? Errr! Me not like that My motto is to wreck shop, I do it on the non-stop Come on party people, you must give me my props Cos y'all know good and damn well that the style has been mastered So head for the border you peasy-haired bastards Before I start to put it on ya, come on now, must I warn ya? Queens is in the house so all MC's go hold their corner Outro We feelin' pressures in here You know we feelin' pressures Feelin' pressures in here You know we feelin' pressures We gotta stand clear Jus' gotta stand clear Gotta gotta stand clear of the pressure The what?